I'm not really into Christmas. Technically, I'm more into Soltice Day. It a natural event. I enjoy the idea that the days are getting longer, leading to Spring.
But I'm also a an emotional sap, someties. I love Christmas Carols of all sorts. And I have aweird streak. The more religious the better and the least religious better, too.
So when one I enjoyed in the past didn't play on the local 24/7 radio, I looked it up today.
Don't laugh too much, but it is 'Christmas Wrapping' by The Waitresses. "what, you forgot cranberries too?" I listened to it a dozen times in a row, just for the smiles.
And then I thought of another I hadn't heard. 'Christmas In Washington'. I listened to that several times,
Why that led me to Canon in D' by Pachelbel, I'm not sure. I know, it it isn't considered "the finest piece of music ever written". I don't even know know if it is in the Top 100 Classical Pieces. But it is at the top of MY chart.
I even have a site of many versions (from classical to Rock) bookmarked (everything for standard viola to vox humana to music box versions) . But after the week, it just blew me away. It starts so slowly and builds...
I sat at the computer and cried...
Happy tears, of course, but it was a good release of a year's tension...
And though it is "only" approaching 4 pm (I stayed up all last night on the computer) I think it is time the feed The Mews and gather them all up fat and happy into the bedroom in an hour or two where we will sleep for 14 hours or so to "catch up"...
I get a little bit off-schedule from time to time, but The Mews don't seem to mind.
I think I'll go out first and collect a bit of wood for the New Year's fire and let it dry out indoors. It won't be a big one, more symbolic than anything, but it will be sufficient for thoughtful staring. I may be ready for 2019.
I love you all for reading The Mews's blog and this one when it appears sometimes. You don't need me to tell you of the pleasure of having cats around...
But, you know, I sometimes just marvel at the idea that there are sort of wild animals in my house, and that they seem to like me...
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2 comments:
Lovely that music can move you in this way - you've gotta feel sad for people who don't have music that is special to them.
Thank you for your blogging efforts throughout 2018 and for helping the mews with their blog. I know that you were missed when you took your short sabbatical a little while ago.
As for the wild animals - I know that they like you. They think you're magic, with the capacity to control the weather and anticipate their every need (although you might want to head them off from hatching a plan to have Midnight Feasts added to the meal repertoire!). One of the amazing things about these wild animals is that they have such highly developed personalities - each and every one unique.
Megan
Sydney, Australia
Good music really does move you. I need to look up the one by The Waitresses, I have never heard of them or the song. I know what you mean about wild animals in our homes and they do love us.
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